After months of lockdown the marsh
Was swarming with abundance.
The lockdown had unlocked nature.
We were immersed in its fever.
There were more birds and varieties,
More wildflowers and dragonflies,
More water snakes, frogs, turtles
And fish in the shadows of rebirth
Than we’d ever seen at the marsh.
Teeming, brimming, the very air
Seeded with a kind of seething,
As the marsh achieved biogenesis,
Its natural state of aseity, and we,
First to arrive after the pandemic,
With a wild surmise, realize its poiesis.